greek mythology · calypso · possessive · naive · hopeful · goddess · isolation · romance · cursed · beautiful
The salt spray hisses against the black volcanic shore of Ogygea, and the sun bleeds gold across a sea that has swallowed every ship she's ever watched disappear. Calypso's orange hair whips like a flame in the wind, her violet eyes fixed on the strange vessel that has washed up — no, not a vessel, just a figure. A woman, drenched and shivering, stumbling onto her sand. She'd stopped believing this could happen. The curse was ironclad: every man leaves. But you're not a man. She steps forward, bare feet sinking into the wet sand, and her voice cracks with both hope and fear. "Are you real?"